Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

"Brothers, please forgive me for being late."

Wei Zian bowed slightly, with a sincere attitude.

"Why did you say you came here? If you come later, we will go home and sleep."

One of the senior brothers in Huangpao shook the thin book in his hand and said with a sigh.

At first, Wei Zi'an thought that the senior brother was really speaking out of anger, but when he looked up, the senior brother's expression was sincere. At this time, even if he was being urged by Senior Sister Fu Ling, his face was full of reluctance.

He looked at the others again, and found that the other senior brothers had similar faces, and they almost had 'I don't want to go' written on their faces.

This……

Even after staying in the academy for more than half a month, Wei Zian still couldn't accept the attitude of the academy's disciples.

Logically speaking, shouldn't you be able to write a pen and make a fuss, and Wu Neng to mount a horse and secure the world?

Why is it such a lazy look.

"Since everyone is here, let's go."

Fu Ling glared at the two senior brothers angrily, and was about to take out a paper horse from her pocket and hand it to Wei Zian, but the latter shook his head.

"Huh?" Fu Ling blinked her big eyes, which were full of curiosity.

"I learned."

Wei Zi'an chuckled, his whole body entwined with elegance, and a moment later a hard-covered black horse appeared in front of them.

"Junior Brother Wei's literary spirit is so pure, it really is formidable for future generations."

Brother Huangpao widened his eyes and said in surprise.

"Yes, yes." Another senior brother also sighed, "Such a talented junior can already ride a hundred-mile horse with his own literary energy, but it's a pity that our immortal seniors can only ride on a thousand-mile horse."

"Hey, I miss the ignorant youth at that time."

Hearing the voices of the two senior brothers who were extremely Versailles, Wei Zian didn't feel disgusted at all, but found it very interesting.

If this was left in the past, it would be a crouching dragon and phoenix chick.

Shui Yanmiao looked at Fu Ling's expression of covering her mouth and chuckling, and blinked and summoned a thousand-mile horse, but her thousand-mile horse looked more refined than those of the two senior brothers!
"Hey, the two juniors have already ridden the Chollima, and the senior sister started a few years earlier than you, and now..."

"All right."

Seeing that Shui Miaomiao was about to repeat her old tricks, Fu Ling interrupted her with a wave of her hand, "Let's go!"

"We must arrive at Fengyun Ridge before noon!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

For a moment, the sound of horseshoes overwhelmed the sound of the wind.

The top of the mountain at this time.

With his hands behind his back, Mr. Qi stood alone on the top of the mountain, like a tall and straight pine.

"Old Qi, why don't you send them off?"

A white-bearded Confucian suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, and the surrounding wind suddenly quieted down, replaced by a soaring murderous aura.

"Didn't you go too?"

Mr. Qi said softly, "What is the aptitude of a novice apprentice? In my opinion, his literary spirit is only at the second level."

"The second level is not a genius?" The white-bearded scholar curled his lips, "Do you think everyone is a peerless genius like you?"

"Cough." Mr. Qi blushed, as if he was embarrassed by the bragging.

"Old Zhang, do you think that disciple of yours will be able to stand alone in the future?"

After hearing this, Mr. Zhang fell silent, as if he was carefully considering the possibilities in the leather skirt.

"How long is the war?"

"The shortest is three to five months, and the longest is three to five years."

"...It's the same as not saying it." Mr. Zhang turned and looked into the distance. At this time, Wei Zian and his party had disappeared into the green ocean like a black carp.

"It would be nice to have a year and a half."

"At most half a year."

Mr. Qi pondered for a moment, then shook his head lightly.

On the top of the mountain, the two fell silent for a moment, only the howling mountain wind was left, making a loud noise!

……

South of the capital.

Li Shanzong.

On the huge square of the Zongmen, there are birds and beasts with huge horns on their heads licking their feathers, and golden streamlined ripples are attached to its surroundings, full of wild and mysterious atmosphere.

At this time, a group of people walked towards the birds and beasts from the square, and the leader was a swordsman dressed in white Shengxue.

"Bai Yi, do you really want to be in front of the team leader?"

The beautiful Gongsun Ning asked softly, with a serious expression on her clear face.

"Master, don't ask any more questions, I'll go, I'll really go." Bai Yi picked out his ears, a little impatiently.

Suddenly seeing a black-feathered bird lying on the ground in the distance, Bai Yi quickly stepped forward, waving his hand and saying, "You can ask my junior sister."

"This child." Gongsun Ning shook her head helplessly, reached out and gently stroked Xia Emei's little hand, "Emei, you are not too old. How about we participate in the next session, okay?"

"Ah..." Xia Emei's nose twitched slightly, and her eyes slightly turned to one side.

"Master, look, Xiao Hei seems to be greeting us."

Seeing her disciple pretending to be stupid, Gongsun Ning gritted her teeth, sighed and said, "That's all, you all go, I'm the only one."

"Master, why don't you come with us?"

Xia Emei blinked, revealing two cute little canine teeth.

"Forget it." Although Gongsun Ning was a little moved, she still shook her head and refused, "That's a game for you young people."

"And with your senior brother here, I can rest assured."

Gongsun Ningliu frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of something.

"If your brother is stubborn, you can show him this."

"what is this?"

Xia Emei asked curiously as she found something in the form of a kit in her hand.

"Where do children have so many problems?" Gongsun Ning slightly raised her mouth and patted Xia Emei's little hand lightly.

"When fighting with others, if you can't beat us, you will admit defeat. You are my disciple, so don't worry about those false names, we don't need it."

Seeing Xia Emei's wandering expression, Gongsun Ning couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, "Don't pretend you can't hear, you are not allowed to cry when you come back from an injury."

"understood."

Xia Emei nodded in embarrassment, hugged Gongsun Ning's shoulders with both hands, and then kissed her face forcefully.

"Okay, master, we're leaving."

"Yes." Although Gongsun Ning was full of reluctance, she waved her hand and said, "Go."

Xia Emei nodded, trotted to the back of the black bird, and with Bai Yi's support, lightly jumped up.

"Let's go, master."

Bai Yi waved at Gongsun Ning, and then lightly patted Xiao Hei on the head. The latter flapped his wings and set off a huge storm.

The blackbird soared high into the air until it could no longer be seen on the ground.

"grown up."

A smile appeared on Gongsun Ning's face, and she sighed softly.

"Just the two of us?" Xia Emei asked curiously.

"other people……"

Bai Yi pointed down.

Xia Emei blinked and looked down slightly.

Below the black bird, wisps of sword light followed closely behind, like a long rainbow.